He finds himself at that restaurant
A broken-down diner
He's scaring the customers

The waitress comes out smiling politely
Trying to take his order before he gets thrown out
He can't help it, but, of course, she knows
Still, she's surely gonna take this shit home

He finds himself on the street again
The city is cold today
And full of mean faces

So he walks back to his awful apartment
Bugs crawling in the sink, mold on the walls
He turns on the TV, tries not to think
He tries not to think, but he knows
Unlikе some vacuous TV show
This is not just a bad episode
Hе could use friends but they've had enough
Nowhere else to go here but up

Nowhere else to go here but up
Nowhere else to go here but up
Up, up, up, up, up, up